1.10.2010

Evangelio / José Antonio Ramos Sucre

Gospel

The mystical commotion had startled me. I was in the presence of an aerial vision. The symbols of faith gained a spiritual form and emitted voice. I fell on my knees under the radiant sky. A message of health, music from chaste silence, the earth surprised everyone, the inveterate aridity consoled. The escape of the devoted dream caused a unanimous lament in the far ends of the dark valley. The humble ones told themselves they had been hallucinated by a meteor of vain light and they complained about their shame and abandonment.